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Authors: Lucia Jordan
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the boat off auto. “Hands back on the wheel. I’ll guide you.”
“That’s it? That’s all you’re going to do?” Her voice rose to a wail. She had to admit, the object felt strange, but it didn’t lessen the ache deep inside her.
“For now.”
“Gio—” her voice ended on a strangled scream when the object began vibrating inside her.
“Oh—oh.”
“Ah, is that enough for you, my sweet sub.”
She put her feet together and contracted her muscles. Gio made a tsking sound and his foot shoved hers apart.
“No.”
Taryn felt as though she was going to fly apart. She gripped the wheel and hung on as the toy inside her shoved her hard and fast toward her climax. She closed her eyes, gathered herself, prepared to let go and fly. And the vibrations stopped.
“No! God, don’t stop.”
A sharp tug to her braid made her gasp out the words, “Please, Sir, I need to come.”
“Let’s continue our lesson, Miss Jones.” He placed his hands over hers and adjusted their course. “One of my rules is my subs do not come without my permission. If you come without permission, you’ll be punished.” He planted his feet on either side of hers, his front flush with her back. He shifted his hands from wheel to her breasts.
“What?” His crazy rule broke through some of the haze clouding her mind. “How can I stop that?
“You’ll tell me if you’re close and I’ll decide whether or not to let you come.” He shifted his hand and pushed a little pink button on his remote.
Once again, vibrations filled her and echoed inside her, spreading from her pussy up through her body. She moaned, circled her hips, and felt his erection behind her. It thrilled her to know he was just as horny, even if he was in total control. She deliberately rubbed her ass against him. Let him deal with being unfulfilled, she thought.
His breathing quickened and she felt his fingers twitch on her breasts. “Trying to make me fuck you, pet?”
“Yes, Sir. I want your cock.”
“Down on your knees, Miss Jones.”
Taryn turned when he stepped back. He placed a cushion on the floor and pointed. She knelt, watching him unbuckle his belt, unsnap his shorts then lower the zipper. Her eyes went wide. He wore a white thong, the front a silky sack. His erection stretched the fabric. Her finger twitched to take him in hand and free him, but she figured she had to wait. No sense in being denied what she wanted because she tried to take it too soon.
“Mouth only.” He pulled his dick free and let it arrow out toward her.
Eyes wide, she allowed herself to just look. He was every bit as big as she remembered. His shaft was long and thick with ropey veins that pulsed with blood. His hand wrapped around his shaft, holding out that glorious, purplish, mushroom cap. A drop of precum beaded and gleamed.
Taryn met his dark gaze. She’d never found much enjoyment in blow jobs, especially when a guy rammed his cock down her throat, controlling her, using her, fucking her. She didn’t mind giving pleasure, but never found it pleasurable in return. But she’d give Gio the best she had to give and hope he wouldn’t be disappointed.
“Um, I’m not very good at this.” She didn’t want to disappoint him, not when he knew exactly how to pleasure her.
“Then I’ll instruct you. Right now, do what you want, however you want. I want to feel your mouth on me.”
His deep baritone voice slid through her, humming through her bloodstream like the vibration of the boat beneath her knees. Whatever she wanted ? Leaning forward, she rested her palms on his hips for balance as the boat continued to motor over the ocean swells. She licked his cock head and swiped the tip of her tongue across his weeping slit. He tasted as salty as the air. She swirled her tongue around that fat knob, loving the feel and taste of him.
He removed his hand, leaving her to explore the entire length of his bobbing cock with her tongue and lips. Rising higher, she leaned
“That’s it? That’s all you’re going to do?” Her voice rose to a wail. She had to admit, the object felt strange, but it didn’t lessen the ache deep inside her.
“For now.”
“Gio—” her voice ended on a strangled scream when the object began vibrating inside her.
“Oh—oh.”
“Ah, is that enough for you, my sweet sub.”
She put her feet together and contracted her muscles. Gio made a tsking sound and his foot shoved hers apart.
“No.”
Taryn felt as though she was going to fly apart. She gripped the wheel and hung on as the toy inside her shoved her hard and fast toward her climax. She closed her eyes, gathered herself, prepared to let go and fly. And the vibrations stopped.
“No! God, don’t stop.”
A sharp tug to her braid made her gasp out the words, “Please, Sir, I need to come.”
“Let’s continue our lesson, Miss Jones.” He placed his hands over hers and adjusted their course. “One of my rules is my subs do not come without my permission. If you come without permission, you’ll be punished.” He planted his feet on either side of hers, his front flush with her back. He shifted his hands from wheel to her breasts.
“What?” His crazy rule broke through some of the haze clouding her mind. “How can I stop that?
“You’ll tell me if you’re close and I’ll decide whether or not to let you come.” He shifted his hand and pushed a little pink button on his remote.
Once again, vibrations filled her and echoed inside her, spreading from her pussy up through her body. She moaned, circled her hips, and felt his erection behind her. It thrilled her to know he was just as horny, even if he was in total control. She deliberately rubbed her ass against him. Let him deal with being unfulfilled, she thought.
His breathing quickened and she felt his fingers twitch on her breasts. “Trying to make me fuck you, pet?”
“Yes, Sir. I want your cock.”
“Down on your knees, Miss Jones.”
Taryn turned when he stepped back. He placed a cushion on the floor and pointed. She knelt, watching him unbuckle his belt, unsnap his shorts then lower the zipper. Her eyes went wide. He wore a white thong, the front a silky sack. His erection stretched the fabric. Her finger twitched to take him in hand and free him, but she figured she had to wait. No sense in being denied what she wanted because she tried to take it too soon.
“Mouth only.” He pulled his dick free and let it arrow out toward her.
Eyes wide, she allowed herself to just look. He was every bit as big as she remembered. His shaft was long and thick with ropey veins that pulsed with blood. His hand wrapped around his shaft, holding out that glorious, purplish, mushroom cap. A drop of precum beaded and gleamed.
Taryn met his dark gaze. She’d never found much enjoyment in blow jobs, especially when a guy rammed his cock down her throat, controlling her, using her, fucking her. She didn’t mind giving pleasure, but never found it pleasurable in return. But she’d give Gio the best she had to give and hope he wouldn’t be disappointed.
“Um, I’m not very good at this.” She didn’t want to disappoint him, not when he knew exactly how to pleasure her.
“Then I’ll instruct you. Right now, do what you want, however you want. I want to feel your mouth on me.”
His deep baritone voice slid through her, humming through her bloodstream like the vibration of the boat beneath her knees. Whatever she wanted ? Leaning forward, she rested her palms on his hips for balance as the boat continued to motor over the ocean swells. She licked his cock head and swiped the tip of her tongue across his weeping slit. He tasted as salty as the air. She swirled her tongue around that fat knob, loving the feel and taste of him.
He removed his hand, leaving her to explore the entire length of his bobbing cock with her tongue and lips. Rising higher, she leaned
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